Dinner for the Sole

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Lovers worship feet.
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The simplicity of wheat, the first spark of citrus.
A fragrance striking, almost sweet, almost sour, and more so each by the hour, meets my face, a bare sole embraced in this kiss.
To taste and to Love.
Once below, now above.
I am head over heels as I prepare for this meal, and give thanks that it's me whom you chose.
How you Love to keep me on your toes.

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